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sary movement. His shoulders hardly moved
under a graceful pacing canter, which he must
have maintained with great difficulty on his
swollen feet. But on and on he paced., Ms mouth
slightly open and his tongue raised high up to the
roof of his mouth, and not flapping outside—he
was too much of the tlrnber-wrolf for that.

Along toward late afternoon the strain was so
great on him that he began to stumble frequently
and his big dark grey body was swaying visibly
under his heavy load. His frozen feet were
bleeding through the buckskin, leaving little red
marks in his snow tracks. The coyote-mongrel
had long since tired himself out running around
In big circles on our right and left, looking for
some groundling to sniff at; and he was now
trudging along with us boys, not daring to walk
up with the other dogs.

My attention was drawn to the little fellow
when he suddenly stopped and I stumbled over
him. He was sniffing at the ground—at the little
red splotches of blood. He must have recognized
the smell; for he uttered a low, gruff yelp and ran
swiftly ahead of us* He ran straight to the side of
Bull's Head, and when he reached him he leaned
his body heavily against him and pushed forward
with all his puny might. One of the women came
up and kicked him away, but she had no sooner
turned her back than he was again leaning and